I'm Amelia, and i'm a fashion designer. Well, almost. I'm in the fashion industry. Anyway, there's a band called 'One Direction' who's recently made it in the music world. So, I went to the launch party, and I think it's fair to say things pretty much launched from there, into a whole new life, maybe including our new friends..One Direction.


7. Work

I hadn't texted Niall since last night and I was worried that he felt awkward now. I texted him with a simple hello. 'Amelia, phone away' my boss Amanda instructed. I sighed and locked my phone, putting it away. Amanda stopped and turned on her heels. 'Don't sigh at me!' She snarled. 'I didn't' I snapped back. 'You need to sort out your attitude!' she growled back at me. I rolled my eyes and mimicked her words. She saw me and started to tremble with anger. 'Get out! Go on, leave! You've just wasted the best job you're ever going to get!' She shouted. I gasped before grabbing my bag and storming out, elbowing her out of the way. Amanda Ross was the biggest bitch, even though she was one of the top designers. 

I marched outside until I realized I couldn't get home. Daisy gave me a lift this morning and she obviously had to stay at work. I could only think of one other person.

'Hi Niall?' I spoke into the phone as I heard a familiar irish voice pick up. 'Hey Amelia!' He sounded cheerful. 'Erm, are you busy?' I asked. 'Not at the moment no, why?' He replied. 'Erm..erm I don't suppose you could come and pick me up from work could you?' I asked shyly, feeling bad about my request. 'Of course, i'll be there in 10 minutes..but what happened?' He replied immediately. I sighed. 'I'll tell you in a minute' I said as we said goodbye. 

I saw Niall pull up and I opened the passenger seat door and climbed in. 'Hey' He smiled as he looked at me. I put my bag on the floor and turned to face him. 'Hello' I smiled weakly back. 'So what's up? How come you're coming home?' He asked eagerly. I looked down, feeling stupid and upset now. I had lost my job. How was I going to pay for anything? How was I meant to do anything now? Sure I had savings and my parents gave me allowance monthly but I didn't want to rely on just them. I liked earning my money. I realized Niall was still staring at me intently waiting for an answer. 'I lost my job' I mumbled. I didn't mean for it to come out as weak and quiet as it did. 'I'm sorry' He whispered back. I frowned and looked at the floor playing with my fingers trying to hold my tears back. I never really cried. I don't know why, I just didn't really find things very emotional most of the time. But my job meant to world to me, and now i've lost it. 

I let one single tear fall and I tried to stop, deciding that was enough. 'Hey, don't cry' Niall said softly as he took my hand. I didn't let myself cry anymore, not wanting to full on cry in front of Niall. 'I'm sorry, it's just my job meant a lot to me' I said quietly. He nodded understandably. He pulled his hand away from mine and started the car, as we started driving off. 'What are you doing for the rest of the day then?' I asked Niall. 'Nothing, I had a meeting this morning but i'm just at home with the boys' He replied as we smoothly drove down the road. I nodded. 'You can come round for a bit? I'd like that, and so would the boys' He smiled at me. 'Okay' I replied with a small smile. I suppose some company couldn't hurt.

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